The power of Yiyang Finger is as powerful as thunder in the world. Now Sikong Xuan felt it personally. He was frightened and subconsciously shouted out the name of the mysterious and powerful master. Although he didn't know how the other party could save him at this critical moment,
But he had no reason to believe that it seemed that the word "Yam Luo" had magical powers and could protect him at all times.
The monk was also strange, thinking that there was still a helper hidden in the dark, and he became vigilant. But before he could point his finger at Sikong Xuan's body, there was a strong and heavy wind blowing from his back!
As a last resort, Monk Benyin could only withdraw his finger from attacking Sikong Xuan and turn around to block. However, he didn't expect that the opponent's attack seemed dangerous, but it had no power at all. He was furious, thinking that he was being teased, so he had to shake his inner energy to let the opponent
It tastes awesome.
"Monk Benyin? Why don't you stay at Tianlong Temple and come here to ruin my good deeds?"
At the same time as he spoke, Ben Yin's hand that turned back to block had already come together with Xue Wusuan's. In an instant, a strong suction force came from Xue Wusuan's hand, clinging to Ben Yin extremely arbitrarily, affecting the internal force in his body.
It surged out like a bursting dam.
The suction power of the full-level Beiming Divine Skill is terrifying. Even if Ben's strength ranks among the top masters in the world, it is extremely difficult to break free from such suction.
Ben Yin was shocked when he felt that the internal energy in his body was pouring out. His advanced cultivation allowed him to speak for the time being, and he said angrily: "The great method of transforming energy?! Are you Ding Chunqiu?!"
Xue Wusuan was amused in his heart. Ding Chunqiu's Gong Transformation Technique was a castrated version of the Beiming Magic Technique, but the world only knew the "Gong Transformation Technique" but not the "Beiming Magic Technique", and they regarded him as an old weirdo named Ding.
"Ben Yin, is Old Monster Ding as handsome as me? Forget it, I'll charge you the appearance fee for being me for twenty years, and I won't take the rest. When I go to Tianlong Temple in the future, you must remember
Just take out the Six Meridians Divine Sword and show it to me for a closer look."
After saying this, Xue Wusuan stopped and withdrew the Beiming Divine Art. Ben Yin also stumbled back with a pale face, and after four or five steps, he collapsed on the ground.
"Monk Benyin's internal energy is quite pure. After it is converted into Beiming Qi, it doesn't lose much. It can stay for fifteen years."
"Pa" opened the folding fan, and Xue Wusuan looked around. He ignored the panicked and resentful looks of a group of people. Finally, he looked at Sikong Xuan, who had just stood up.
"Sir, I have done something bad, please punish me!" Sikong Xuan felt uneasy as he spoke. He wondered if this mysterious King of Hell would punish him.
"Forget it. Master Ben Yin, it's normal for you, the leader of the Shennong Gang, not to be able to fight. By the way, what's going on here?"
After listening to Sikong Xuan's explanation, Xue Wusuan touched his chin, walked up to the head of the family named Qiu, and asked with a smile: "It's just a secret book, and it's not going to kill you. What's the big deal with taking it out?"
Yes? Your family doesn’t even have a backup? Besides, if your life is gone, who will benefit from keeping the secrets? Right?"
After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and said no more words.
Sikong Xuan understood. He waved his hand and shouted to his subordinates: "Kill! No one will be spared!"
Without Ben Yin's obstruction, the Qiu family's young and old became the targets for Sikong Xuan to vent his anger. If they were killed, it would also add some more deterrence to the Shennong Gang.
"Wait! I, I am willing to give you the secret book!"
Sikong Xuan didn't want to let it go, but Xue Wusuan had a plan. "Iron Palm" also had the surname "Qiu", which reminded him of a person. He didn't want to ruin the Qiu family's vitality just like that. He waved his hand to interrupt Sikong Xuan's murderous intention.
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How could the head of the Qiu family dare to delay when he saw this? He immediately returned to the house, trotted out a secret book and handed it into Xue Wusuan's hand.
The leather cover of the secret book was new, so it should be a rubbing copy. But Xue Wusuan didn't care, as long as the content was correct.
"Beep! I found the second-level intermediate martial arts "Iron Palm", which has seven levels in total. Each level requires 5 dead soul points to practice. Do you want to practice it?"
"Directly connect to full level."
"Beep! Completing the practice of "Iron Palm" will deduct 35 soul points, leaving 4371 soul points remaining."
When Xue Wusuan arrived, Sikong Xuan naturally had no right to speak. Watching Xue Wusuan leave, he followed behind and left the Qiu family.
After a while, the Qiu family, who had narrowly escaped death, had time to check on Ben Yin's injuries.
"Master, are you okay? This time is all my Qiu family's fault. Master Lei was seriously injured. I really feel sorry for you." The head of the Qiu family supported Ben Yin, his face full of guilt.
If he hadn't gone to Tianlong Temple for help relying on his late father and Ben Yin being close friends, Ben Yin would not have come to this troubled water, and he would not have lost twenty years of internal strength in vain. And internal strength is another way for a warrior.
Who doesn’t cherish life very much? At this moment, I feel extremely ashamed.
It's okay to say this. In turn, he comforted the head of the Qiu family. He has practiced Buddhism for a long time and has very few obsessions in his heart. He doesn't take martial arts or internal strength too seriously. What he cares about is why the mysterious "Master Yama" wants to let go.
He passed him, and also knew that the "Six Meridians Divine Sword" was stored in Tianlong Temple. If people like this came to take a peek, it would be even worse for Tianlong Temple.
After regaining some strength, Ben said goodbye and left. He wanted to return to the temple quickly and inform several elders in the temple about the incident.
The same problem is also plaguing Sikong Xuan. He doesn't understand why Master Yama would let Monk Benyin go. Is he afraid of Tianlong Temple's revenge? Sikong Xuan doesn't think so. With your master's ability, how can Tianlong Temple be moral?
I can't understand it, and I don't dare to ask, so I can only keep it in my heart.
In fact, Xue Wusuan's idea was very simple. He released Ben Yin naturally not because he was afraid of revenge. He didn't want to abolish Ben Yin so quickly, which would prevent the subsequent big drama from being staged.
"Sir, these are the secret books and heavenly materials and earthly treasures collected during this period. Please check them." Sikong Xuan ordered people to bring three large boxes, then opened them himself, and stood aside respectfully for Xue Wusuan to check.
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Xue Wusuan glanced at the items in the box and asked, "Can the secret book be printed and backed up?"
"Yes, sir, I have already kept backups."
Xue Wusuan nodded and waved his hand, and the contents of the three boxes disappeared out of thin air. Then the sound of the system rang in his ears.
"Beep! We found fifteen first-level martial arts, thirty-two inferior martial arts, and eight kinds of natural and earthly treasures, twelve. System valuation: 90 dead soul points. Please confirm whether to recycle it."
"Keep the treasures of heaven, materials and earth, and recycle the rest."
"Beep! 30 soul points will be obtained by recycling. Please check the host."
Xue Wusuan pouted. As expected, apart from the treasures of heaven and earth, these rubbish martial arts are not worth much. However, Sikong Xuan's Shennong Gang has just started, so Xue Wusuan is not in a hurry.
"You can practice the martial arts you collected at will. You can also give them to the disciples in the gang to practice." After saying that, he turned his hand over and the "Iron Palm" secret book he had obtained before was in his hand and handed it to Sikong Xuan. He then said
: "After learning this palm technique, it is much better than your Shen Nong hoe technique. Coupled with your internal strength, your strength should be able to reach a higher level."
"Thank you for the reward, sir!"
"Okay, do me a good job and I won't treat you badly. Next time I come back, if you can give me something worthy of your attention, it won't be a problem to reward you with thirty years of inner strength."
Reward thirty more years of internal strength?! Sikong Xuan swallowed in dismay, knelt down and kowtowed, loudly expressing his stance: "Even if my subordinates are ruined, I will not disappoint you!"
Subordinate? Xue Wusuan smiled and said nothing. He waved his folding fan and disappeared in front of Sikong Xuan again.